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saweetdoll · 7 months

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Okay, we got to have a serious conversation, because Doja Cat literally has tapped danced her way into " fucking menance to society " ville. Really????? A shirt with a literal nazi on it?????? And your MOM is a jewish woman??????? Nah, she's done after this. She gotta be done after this. Like literally what the hell?

#maya thoughts #my post #my opinion #girlblogger #black girlblogger #doja cat #amala dlamini #amala zandile dlamini

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edenradio · 1 year

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#20 below #sam i #sam spiegel #doja cat #anderson paak #anderson .paak #mp3 #mp3 audio #music #rap #hip hop #electronic #r&b #neosoul #planet her #amala zandile dlamini #2020s

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dojaot · 2 years

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Doja Cat with Kylie Jenner & Khloe Kardashian at the Balenciaga after-party.

#doja cat #kylie jenner #khloe kardashian #balenciaga #amala zandile dlamini

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infernalodie · 2 years

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Hooking up with Amala after her concerts cuz she can't get enough of her bodyguard's dick

𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐰 || 𝐃𝐨𝐣𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐭

"𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩"

Inspo: Justin Park - On The Low

Pairing: Doja Cat (Amala) x Black!Male!reader

Summary: You were her addiction and she wasn’t planning on letting you go.

Warnings: Just pure smut

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DNI IF YOU'RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

There was always one thing Amala was sure of when it came to what she would be doing after her shows. It would come in a tall, muscular, charming black man that protected her with his life. You.

The relationship you two had was a rather complicated one. You were her bodyguard, a man paid to protect her from overjoyed fans and other individuals that may threaten her life. But behind the scenes, behind closed doors, you were hers and she was yours. The line of professionalism grew blurrier and blurrier each time you two were alone together. But every time you were inside of her, Amala forgot about how wrong this could be.

She was addicted, truthfully. She couldn’t get enough of your taste, the feeling of you inside of her, your harsh words that only seemed to turn her on more than she thought possible. Everything about you, inside and out, was what she craved each day. On stage, always wondering if you were watching the way her body moved. Hoping that it would be enough to get you excited for after when you would escort her back to her green room.

“Y/n - please!” Her throat was sore from cries, the screams of pleasure as pounded into her. Her nails scraped across your chocolate skin, creating red streaks that blossomed from the aggravated skin. But all it did was spur you on.

Amala lifted her head off the armrest of the couch, watching your large cock delve deep into her core with ease. Each pound sounded with a clap of skin smacking together. She was lost, forgotten all about what happens outside that door. Only finding these moments with you to be all she needed.

You were all that she needed.

One particular thrust had Amala’s head falling back against the leather armrest. A moan slipped past her lips with your own guttural moan coming out as well. “F-Fuck!” She whined, nails digging deep into your shoulder.

Your hand wrapped around her throat, causing her to gasp as she met your dark gaze. “Watch that tongue, sweetheart.”

There was no verbal response given besides the cry that fell from her mouth. Feeling your hips seem to slam harder and faster against her. Your cock filled her up and touched every spot that had her trembling.

Your other hand went down to her clit where you began to rub frantic circles against the aching bundle of nerves. Sending her body into a frenzy as her back arched off the couch. A choked moan slipped from her lips as her hands pressed to your chest, hoping that she could push you off and give her a chance to breathe.

But you only laughed in amusement, rubbing harder against her clit and increasing your pace. “We ain’t stopping until I know I can walk out of here knowing you won’t be begging for more, Amala,” you breathed. “You wanted this after all.”

Tears brimmed in the woman’s eyes that rolled back, moans tumbling shamelessly out of her mouth. She was sure that everyone backstage could hear you two, but she didn’t care. Not when your cock fucked her so good and your calloused fingers felt perfect against her clit. Nothing mattered besides this.

And that bliss was coming to a head as Amala felt her stomach twist. A euphoric feeling began to grow as she moaned, body shaking as you hushed her softly. “C’mon, baby. Cum for me.”

Like the snap of your fingers, the woman choked on a moan as her walls clamped around you. Body shuddering with a moan slipping past her lips. Her nails had surely broken skin, but you were finishing as well. A groan was heard beneath the cry belonging to Amala as your hips stuttered, sending shockwaves through Amala’s body as she whined.

By the time the both of you were done, you two were panting. Drunken smiles on your lips as you carefully pulled out of the woman. Rubbing small circles on her hips when she cried out. Either of need or sensitivity; both possibly the answer.

You slumped back on the couch, running a hand over your forehead that was covered in sweat. “You know, I am really starting to think- Oh, fuck!”

Amala’s lips were wrapped around the head of your cock. Tongue swirling around the red tip as your eyes were screwed shut. “Jesus, Amala,” you groaned. “Are you ever satisfied?”

The woman let you go with a pop as she slowly stroked your cock. Grinning as she shook her head. “One more time, babe.”

She was addicted and she wasn’t ever planning on letting you go.

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higherentity · 2 months

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#doja cat #singer #Amala Ratna Zandile Dlamini #songwriter

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psychicreadsgirl · 6 months

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what's going on with doja cat ?

Doja Cat is having a rough time mentally/emotionally. Unfortunately she's doing things that will negatively affect her career. I do feel she has some unresolved trauma that has triggered these days - likely a memory that she didn't want to recall yet somehow she has recalled it vividly now. She also has been having terrible sleep or lack of sleep. She hasn't been treating her body well either and uses unhealthy coping mechanisms to dull the pain or try to forget this trauma.

I also feel like she feels upset about her music because what made her so famous is not what she wanted to be as a musician. She feels she has betrayed her own self and feels that she has sold out. She then gets upset and starts to say things to fans because she feels like if her fans are true fans they should realize that this is not really the music she wants to create..

I think it's best she take a vacation where she is connected to nature and away from big cities and get off social media. It's good for her to recharge and relax and to clear her mind. She should also look to therapy/counselling to resolve her trauma.

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avaseliga · 2 years

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